A/N-So, I just came up with this randomly and thought I'd put it up. It is a one shot, but maybe I'll do an application for something else, like 'Application to be in the Flock'. Anyways, enjoy!

Jeb opens the envelope. Last year he had gotten kicked out of college for being over-eccentric in his physics class, and afterwards had gotten contacted by a company calling themselves Itex. They believed he would be great as a employee. Now he was supposed to fill out a little application thingy, and if he had most of the requirements he was a fulltime employee. It's a good thing, too, 'cause his mom is on the verge of kicking him out.

Here goes, he thought as he took out his pen.

Application to be a Mad Genetic Scientist

Job Description:

Transferring animal DNA into other animals or helpless children.

Making human-lupine hybrids.

Occasionally training the human-lupine hybrids if we get a shortage of those circus performers that make lions jump through hoops.

Examining the hybrids and figuring out how we screwed them up.

Examining the hybrids and figuring out how it is possible that we didn't screw them up.

Doing that thing that didn't screw them up again so we don't srew another one up.

Thinking up new and horrible combinations of genetics (this is merely amusement, but if you do think of one, inform us).

Putting up with the human-lupine hybrids and not letting them eat you.

Putting up with the human-avian hybrids and not letting them escape.

Job Requirements:

Must have at least taken science in highschool (college degree not required). Check.

Have some physical definement (glasses, adult braces, scar, enhaler, hair like Einstein, wheelchair or crutches, etc.). Check. It's a good thing I find it a waste to buy shampoo and contacts. . .

Must be able to cackle "MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" perfectly. Check. So being a mentally-insane person for Halloween last year really did pay off.

Must have absolutely no sympathy for children with wings, gills, mind-reading abilities, mind-controlling abilities, uncontrolled dgestive systems, unruly hair, a voice in their head, mainly black fashion sense, blindness, hyper-speed, or a childhood mainly taken place in a dog crate. Um, check.

Must know what a needle is. Check. I've been to the doctor before.

Know how to properly use a needle (optional). Uh-oh. It's a good thing this is optional.

Must be able to speak in riddles and confuse every damn person around you. Check.

Must have read 'Frankenstein' by Mary Shelley. Check.

Must have read 'Genetics for Dummies'. Is this book in stores near me?

He closed the pamphlet and went back inside to put a stamp on and send it back. He walked back out to the mailbox with a good feeling.

Can't wait to tell Mom that I got a job offer!

As he opened the door he yelled, "Hey, Mom! I got a job offer in California!"

When he got upstairs she was already packing his stuff.

I really hope I get this job. . . .

A/N-Like I said, completely random.

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